Henry Reade is the more talented author of The Pencil Bandits, and according to his grandmother, a very polite young man.
He goes to school, but only on weekdays. And sometimes he does other stuff too. He started writing this book when he was 11, but now he's older than that.
He lives in Massachusetts, a word he learned to spell when he was in fifth grade. He also knows how to read, but he learned that earlier. He will probably learn how to crochet at some point in the future, but nothing is guaranteed.
Nathaniel Reade is a cypher. A nothing. A speck of dirt on the windshield of Henry's Lamborghini. Never mind about him. He's sad, and old, and he's got mustard stains on his shirt.